
My Firestorm54 disappeared from sight at 839 MPH, and I thought she was a goner…
Did the three separate parachute ejection systems all fail? I could only see blue sky… I had nothing, not even a wireless data feed.
Sting’s Set Them Free echoed in my head….
Then, hours later, a guy came up with a big smile and I could hear the electronic heartbeat chips of my onboard computer. Everything went perfectly according to plan / Rocksim… and the rocket was recovered unharmed among the almond trees at some farm out of sight to the South. I gave him a big hug!
Spy spot photo by Erik Charlton.
Key lesson: next time I’ll add RF telemetry. ๐
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